The one thing with thoughts is that if you don’t capture them when they appear, they get lost... often to not return, just like a moment in time that never comes back. So I had this thought that was weird, way too weird. I thought of a flower that has fallen from a tree… When the flower was up at the tree, it made the tree more beautiful. Smiling amongst the green leaves, it was a symbol of the tree’s health, its bounty. After falling from the tree, it gets picked up and makes something else beautiful. At the feet of a deity, it inspires devotion. It could be entwined in the locks of a lady, adding its fragrance to her beauty. It could be added to a vase or a decorative arrangement, a gracious welcome for a guest.
But what if it doesn’t reach the ground? What if it drifts in the wind… twisting, twirling, and floating in mid air? It is no longer a part of the tree, and not a part of anything on the ground either. It doesn’t belong and is lonely in this whole universe… imagine being that flower… mortifying, no?
Monday, May 11, 2009
Falling Flowers...
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But that floating flower also amused you and added beauty to your thoughts and inturn this post... isn't it? It is now a part of you.
So even the lonely flower fulfilled its purpose in a way.
Its the Butterfly Effect... everything makes a difference... no matter how insignificant it might seem. :-)
Hmmm i agree with aniket on this...
Still if i dont go so much in a optimistic way..it is mortifying to me...
Some lives are also like that,they leave homes in hopes of better life and end up somehwere , to which has not value at all.
neither they belong to their home, not they belong to those dreams , which they were suppose to nurture..or so beautify...
keep coming with such thoughtful thoughts...
Cheers...
@ Aniket,
That floating flower is in my head.... and sometimes I feel I am that flower....
@ Mahesh,
Welcome to my blog! I agree with what you said... they say enjoy the journey, but sometimes the journey has nothing to offer....
I know the feeling of nothingness.
I often wonder what purpose am I serving in this life and does my existence has any impact?
But as long as there is one person. Even a single person who gets effected by what goes on with you and your life. It has a purpose.
Now, I am a big pessimist in real life. But I belive in hope and dreams. I may get disappointed on reaching the destination but the dreams make the journey bearable.
First of all-Congrats for the new makeup of the blog.It looks beautiful.Maybe more, maybe less then the earlier one - I can't judge.But good for a change.
Secondly, it isn't good manners to reply to the earlier posts in the latter ones (as far as I know of blogging) but still I'll do so. I don't think Bollywood would come anywhere near in making that sort of a movie, at least not in the next few years.Although a lot of things have changed but they are still into those 'masala' movies that can fetch them crores.
Now coming to this post.Probably Buddha might have to say something about it.There is no purpose or meaning of life.It is as it is.Enjoy each & every moment & small things in life.Some say, you should realize all your childhood dreams.
@ Aniket,
Oh I believe in every action having a purpose... we can not understand the complete consequences of our actions.... so i dont doubt that... but getting to the end of a melancholy journey, thats what I am talking abt... the endurance test in the meantime....
@ Navy,
Thanks for liking it... was a very impulse descision...
i agree that bollywood is nowhere near making such a film, but i would love for someone to take the concept and do something with it...tell a story in dialogues only... i guess some playwrite would have attempted it... we just need to adapt it for cinema....
Well thats the universal question isn't it?
What is the answer to life, the universe and everything?
And though we know that the answer is 42 (courtesy 'The Hitchhikers guide t the Galaxy'), we are yet to decipher its true meaning.
Live whole life in pain and you have lived badly. Live whole life in happiness and you have not lived it completely. Striking a balance is the toughest job of all.
:-((...(crying)...you didn't express your views on my Buddha comments..lol..lol...
@ Aniket,
Yeah, its all about striking a balance... and the right balance for you has to be discovered by you , yourself....
@ Navy,
And that is a reason to cry, eh?
We all have that feeling of drifting away unnoticed in our heads! I don't think it's mortifying though!
Nice template btw :)
we all are that flower sometimes, but unlike the flower we have a power to change where to fly and what to hold on to :)
The Colors Magazine
@ Karthik,
Hmm.... well, drifting aimlessly for a while is ok... but what about forever? isn't that thought mortifying?
thanks for liking the template :)
@ Lena,
True that.... couldn't have put it better myself....
So beautifully put Anks!
**The one thing with thoughts is that if you don’t capture them when they appear, they get lost
yes and thats why I blog :) And now when I go back to my old posts, I cant believe how many THOUGHTS were running thru my mind!
we r all like flowers...we r ard only til we r supposed to. After that, I dunno where we all go.
Lovely new template too. And ur pic looks GREAT!
Keshi.
@ Keshi,
hey there.... you read your old posts too? i do too.... and yes, the array of thought surprises me too... :)
thanks for liking the template
But the sight of the floating flower is just touching to anyone who looks at it, for you can imagine yourself floating around with it ...:)
Beautiful thought !! Glad you took the time to pen it down :)
Take care...
I wonder if it really is that useless to follow the wind...
What about the smiles that the flowers brought on some innocent face? Or the fragrance that it spread? Or the thoughts that it brought? If it had senses probablyit would see and know the world much more than others. And with the richness of all thatit had seen, I wonder if it will ever regret having got drifted
And then again it would certainly not drift forever...
Depends a lot on what it might have wanted its life to be. True, it could not inspire devotion or add fragrance to a beauty. But then it did not get thrown away at the end of the day with all others -- flushed in the river/drain either.
Who decides which is better...
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